You came closer, I was rooted to the spot,
Still unaware of what you sought.
Your hands grabbed my head with a loud WHACK,
My legs gave way, and all went black.

I came to in the lobby, I found myself alone,
And such lightness of head I hadn’t previously known.
Except for a single poster it was an empty lobby,
A poster that read, “Congrats! You’re now a zombie.”